Kids!
We wandered to St. Stephen's Mission. I have taken some great pictures there over the years. It has changed in the last year or two. The old Nunnery is gone. The Mission is still beautiful but in a different way. St. Francis would love it, St. Paul, not so much. The photographer/publisher guy, Ron Mamot who does the fundraising magazine seems to have moved into the main residence and I saw no sign of a priest. I think they stashed Fr. Hilbert here in the aftermath of an accusation of the Catholic Priest sort, and then something was mentioned and he was gone. The Catholics and Episcopalians on the reservation seem to have lost their missionary zeal. The Fundies seem to be doing well, though. Hate sells these days.
Brother Rich called from Seattle-Val's daughter is graduating and her dad, a Wells-Fargo Banker, found a "six bedroom with water view" for the guests to enjoy while celebrating the occasion. I have enjoyed my visits to Seattle-one of the great cities of this country.
We were early to bed last night and consequently the dogs were up and eager to go out at 5:30 a.m. I think the Sun is trying hard this morning. The forecast is for several more days of possible thnderstorms so I am rooting for warm sunshine in whatever measure we can get it. The cattle are still here-perhaps mud concerns over the trucks was the issue.
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